Bobby Darin’s “I Think It’s Gonna Rain Today” brought to us this week by t~
Variegated colors ran down the side of a wall. Painted names slid into broken windows, across pillowed sheets with cushioned hearts and aligned with a battle won.
“We are part of historical changes” Chip shouted.
His lover drew him in and kissed slowly his no longer forbidden lips.
“Say you will marry me” Chip taunted.
“I will do better than that; I will marry you in every state that will allow us, and each time another joins in the freedom of love, I will marry you again.”
The two twirled around the street as rain landed softly on their skin.